Desires Die Hard

It was a long while before the two young women finally let each other go. Anya could not stop the excitement from escaping in her voice as she started telling Cindy about what had been going on in her life.

Cindy seemed more concerned about the growling in her stomach. “Let’s grab a bite. I can hear your tummy growling too. You must be starving.”

Anya nodded.

Cindy was right. She was starving.

Cindy’s convertible was parked right ahead. It was a flashy red Ferrari. The woman was loaded.

She wasn’t afraid to flaunt her wealth too.

Anya followed Cindy to her car. There was a hint of self deprecation in her voice as she teased her friend. “It’s been a while since I’ve taken a ride in such a fancy convertible. I feel almost embarrassed to be seen in it. I look like a homeless person standing next to you.”

Cindy burst out into laughter when she heard that. She cupped Anya’s face and squashed those soft and smooth cheeks- between her palms. “I’ll take care of you from now on. You’re going to live like a queen.”

“Great! I can’t wait.”

“Let’s go.

Let me buy dinner. Cindy didn’t care that Anya had been driven out of the MacMillans. In fact, that only made

her double her efforts to be nice to Anya.

“Sure.”

Cindy’s posh Ferrari drove like a dream in the night. It didn’t take long before they arrived at a fancy restaurant.

The two young women got out of the car and headed inside the restaurant.

After dinner, they got some snacks before Cindy drove Anya to her new apartment.

Anya had no objections, of course.

Cindy’s apartment was located in the fanciest part of Nordeny. The land that the apartment building was built on was

worth a fortune.

The cheapest apartment cost at least ten million.

Everyone living in these apartments were either filthy rich or knew people in high places.

They took the elevator to the top floor. There were only two units on the top level. One of them belonged to Cindy. Anya wondered whom her neighbor was.

Cindy told her she had moved in today. She hadn’t seen her neighbor yet.

She had a feeling that her neighbor had multiple residences and that this was one that he or she rarely frequented.

The young woman punched in the passcode that unlocked the door and let Anya into her apartment.

Anya didn’t stand on accord at all. She slipped into a pair of indoor slippers and followed Cindy into the living room. Her best friend was rich. The place had been lavishly decorated with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, glazed glass windows lining the walls and expensive marble tiling the floors. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’ll go get you a drink.” Cindy threw her bag onto the couch and headed towards the open kitchen to grab Anya a drink. “What would you like to have? Pepsi? Coke? I remember you used to like Coke. Let me grab you a can of that.”

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“It’s alright. I don’t drink Coke anymore.” She had started watching what she was drinking since she had started breastfeeding.

She stayed away from coffee and soda.

Cindy had no idea that she had kids. Her friend was naturally surprised by her reply. “Are you on a diet? You used to love

Coke.”

“What would you like to have then?”

“Water will do.”

“Are you seriously on a diet?” Surprise flashed across Cindy’s eyes as she got her friend a glass of warm water.

Anya wasn’t fat at all. In fact, she appeared on the thin side. She didn’t need to lose any weight.

“No, I’m not dieting.” Anya gave Cindy a long silent look. She wasn’t sure if she should tell her friend that she was now at

mother of two children.

“What’s it then? Are you cutting back on sugar because it’s not healthy?” Cindy asked curiously as she made her way back to the living area with a glass of warm water.

She didn’t want to intrude but she couldn’t help but be concerned about her best friend.

“Cindy, there’s something I have to tell you you have to keep this a secret.” After a moment of hesitation, Anya stared straight into Cindy’s eyes and said slowly. “I’m breastfeeding. That’s why I have to watch What I eat and drink,”

The glass in Cindy’s hands nearly slipped through her fingers and fell onto the floor.

What was going on here?

Breastfeeding?

Anya was married with a kid?

She hadn’t told her anything about that! Cindy was utterly stupefied.

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The moment of shock passed quickly. The young woman collected herself. “Are you married, Anya? Why didn’t you tell

me?

Anya shook her head. “I’m not married. As for the kids…you’re the only one who knows. Can you keep it a secret?”

A sound of confusion escaped from Cindy’s lips. She seemed baffled. “What do you mean? What happened?”

“It’s a long story. Let’s save it for another time,” Anya said with a faint smile. “You have to keep it a secret. I can’t let the MacMillans know.”

“You can count on me.” Cindy had no idea what was going on. She was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that Anya was now a mother. But they were best friends. She would bring this secret to the grave if she had to.